I have a senior brother and a second senior brother.
The eldest brother was picked up by the master, and so was the second brother. We are all...
We face the bright moon in the mountains, chase the sun, moon and stars, work for the people and the world, the wind is clear and the moon is shining... We are helpless in this world.
The eldest brother is always on business trips, leaving only the second brother to accompany me on my journey through the world...
The master said: "You go with me -"
"Chasing the stars. I call you to chase the stars. Chasing the stars until death..."
The senior brother said: "Chasing stars. You are born with such a good talent. But such a good talent is not for you to do such a job."
"I will"
The second senior brother picked me up and said disgustedly: "Chasing stars. Why are you so heavy?"
"Star-chasing. Apologize! Star-chasing."
"Chasing the stars... Wait for the moon..."
Purpose: Memories of Growth